Probie Becomes A Man

McGee and Reid sat at their desk doing paperwork when the elevator dinged and Ducky and Abby stepped off.

"What's this about McGee?"…Abby walked towards McGee rocking Caitlin.

"What's what about Abby?"

Ducky moves next to Abby…"We were told to report to the squad room immediately, Timothy."

McGee shrugs… "No idea."

"Where's Tony?"…Abby looks around…"Ziva?"

"Haven't seen them."

"You're like a magic 8 ball, minus the answers, Timmy!"

Ziva walks out of Director Gibbs' office and walks down the stairs.

"Ziva, my dear…what is going on?"

"I have an announcement to make."…Gibbs appeared at the railing.

They all look up at Gibbs, except for Ziva who continues down the stairs.

"What is it, Jethro?"

"Tony will be taking a week off…well, the doctor is making him."

"Does that mean you'll be taking back over for him, Gibbs?"

"I was going to McGee, but Tony talked me out of it."

They all look up at him confused…"What do you mean, Gibbs?"

"What I mean, Tim…is that Tony recommended you."

"Me!?"

"He thinks you're ready…it's your chance, Tim. You're team leader."

Tim slowly sat down and looked down at his desk…then over at Tony's…then quickly stood up…"Holy crap, I'm team leader!"

Ziva laughs…"Not exactly the greatest way to start, Tim."

"Good luck, Timmy!" Abby yelled.

"Take it slow, my boy…we're here to assist you, if you need anything."

McGee looked at Abby and Ducky…"Thanks, guys."

Abby and McGee both leave via the elevator as McGee still stood there in misbelieve…"I can't believe Tony named me team leader."

Ziva looked up… "He trusts you, Tim."

"He does?"

Ziva nods.

McGee walks over to Tony's desk and is about to sit in his chair.

Ziva looks at him…"What are you doing?"

"This is where the team leader sits."

"He's gone for a week, not dead, Tim."…Ziva chuckled.

"Oh…well…ok."…McGee moved back to his desk.

Ziva smiled…"You'll get it soon enough."

"What does that mean?"…as McGee sat back in his chair.

Ziva starts to say something when Reid hands McGee a report…"Here you go, Tim…Boss?"

McGee laughs…"I can't believe I'm the boss."

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Ziva and Reid stand in the garage on a mat.

"Welcome to close-quarters combat training and if we have time, knife throwing."

"God help me."

Ziva laughs… "I'm not gonna hurt you, Reid….much."

Ziva moves in front of Reid…"Attack me."

"I don't want to."

"Attack me or I will hurt you."

Reid punches at Ziva, Ziva moves aside, grabbing his arm and flinging him to the floor….she then extends her hand helping him up…"Are you ok?"

"Yeah, I think."…He brushes himself off.

"Don't worry about that Reid, you're gonna be down there a lot."

"Oh boy!"

Ziva chuckles…"I see you've been spending a lot of time with my husband."

"Yeah, I guess."

"His personality is rubbing off on you a bit."…Ziva quickly attacks taking Reid down, she leg scissors his head.

"Be alert at all times, know your surroundings."…she pauses… "Close-quarters combat allows many options, for instance…in this position, I could a) choke you out with my legs."…She squeezes her legs together…making Reid grunt…"Or b) move up and strike you with a fist or elbow, like so."…Ziva leans up a bit and comes down with her elbow and rests it on Reid's cheek… "Or, c) if I have a knife and I do."…Ziva pulls a knife and brings it to Reid's throat… "Slice your throat….got it?"

"Yeah, I got it."

Ziva lets go of his head and does a nip-up.

Ziva again offers him her hand…"Thanks."…As Reid gets to his feet.

"Reid, act like you're going to punch me."

"What do you mean?"

"Come at me, like you're throwing a punch at me."

"Oh."…Reid takes a step forward and extends his arm…Ziva grabs his arm, you see where my hands are on your arm?"

"Yes."

"Now, if I turn your arm like this."…she turns his arm, taking away all his leverage in his body…"I have control of you, yes?"

"Yeah."

"Now you do it to me."

"What?"

Ziva gets into fighting stance…"Ready?"…Ziva comes at Reid and punches, hitting him in the face…knocking him cold…."Reid! Harah!"

Ziva kneels over him, slapping him softly on the face…she sighs… "Back to the drawing board."

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Reid sat in his chair in the squad room with his head laid back with Abby holding a cold pack against his face.

"Ziva, did you have to punch him that hard!?"

"I barely swung…I'm so sorry Reid."

"It's ok, Ducky told me it wasn't broke."

"My poor spencie wencie!"

"Aww, don't call me that, Abby…especially here."

"Hush, you're my man, I'll call you anything I want, too!"

"Yes, Abby."

Ziva chuckled…"Already got him whipped, huh?"

Abby grins…"Yup!"

"Where's Katie?"

"Gibbs has her."

Ziva smiles…"Oh, ok."

McGee walks down the stairs with a confused look on his face…"Everything ok, Tim?"

"Yeah, I guess…I don't know what the hell I'm doing with all these supervisor papers and whatnot, but other than that."

"Why don't you call Tony?"

"You don't think he'd mind?"

"Of course, he will, but tell him I TOLD you it was ok."

"Yeah, me, too, Timmy!"…Abby chimed in.

McGee sat at his desk and picked up his phone…he dials Tony's cell and it rings…it rings again…and yet again.

"He's not answering, Ziva."

Ziva picks up her cell and speed dials Tony and it rings numerous times.

"Huh, that's weird, he's not answer me either."

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Sarah sat at a small table in her room, wearing a white dress with pink flowers and matching bonnet…She laughs…"You look silly."

Tony sat across from her wearing a light blue bonnet…he reaches across the table and pinches her nose and smiles at her.

She laughs…"Care for some tea, daddy?"

"Yes, please."

"Sugar?"

"2, please."

Sarah dropped 2 cubes of sugar into a cup and hands it to Tony….he takes a sip with his pinky up…"Absolutely divide."

Sarah smiles…"Cookie?"

"Are they fresh?"

"Mommy and I baked them last night."

"Indeed, I will."

Sarah holds up the small saucer with the cookies on them…"Thank you."

Sarah smiles again.

T screams from the hall…"I'll be right back, baby."…Tony takes off his bonnet and places it on the tiny chair he was sitting on and moves to the door and opens it, then closes it…"T…LJ…here right now."

T and LJ walk up to Tony, both of them covered in silly string…"How old are you two again?"

"11."

"That was a rhetorical question, LJ."

"A what?"

"Never mind."

"We're bored, dad."

"I told you I'd take you all to Chuck E. Cheese's later."

"Why does Sarah always get most of your time?"

"She's the cutest….and you know that's not true, how long did we play catch last night?"

"Couple hours."

"Well?"

"We're just bored, dad."

"Fine, give me another 10 minutes and we'll go."

"Really?"

"Yes….now go get dressed."

Tony opens the door and goes back into Sarah's room…Sarah holds out another cookie.

"This is for me?"

She nods…"Uh huh."

"Why?"

"'Cause I'm the cutest."…She grins.

"Heh. You spend too much time with Gibby."

There's a knock on the door…"Oh, dad…your phone was ringing earlier."

"Why didn't you answer it?"

"Isn't my phone."

Tony shakes his head…"And they say they don't spend enough time with me. Ha!"

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Tony and the kids are now in the car…

"Why does T always get to sit up front with you?"

"He has seniority."

LJ frowns…"Yeah, by 20 minutes."

Tony looks in the rear view mirror and sees Sarah sitting in her chair with headphones on.

"Why can't you two be like your sister?"

LJ yanks her earphones off…"Hey, give those back!"

"LJ, don't make me turn this car around."

"Sorry, dad."

Tony pulls over…and looks back..

Tony makes a come here gesture with his fingers, LJ leans forward and Tony lightly slaps him on the back of the head…"Sorry, Sarah."…he gives her headphones back.

Sarah puts on her headphones and sticks her tongue out at LJ.

"LJ, act 11, not 4, please."

Tony picks up his phone and dials…"Hey, Z."…Ziva's muffled voice is heard…"Call McGee?"…Tony listens…"I love you, too."

"Ewwww!"

"Heh. Boys will be boys."

Tony dials again…"Hey, McGee…what's up?"

"Hey, Boss…I just need some advice on these supervisor sheets."

"Don't do them."

"What?"

"I don't."

"Really? Aren't you suppose to?"

"I dunno, probably."

"Umm."

"Gibbs didn't do them either."

"Umm."

"Paperwork is evil, McGee."

McGee nods.

"You're nodding aren't you? We're on the phone, McGeek. I can't see you."

"Um, sor…uh, Ziva knocked out Reid."

"Why?"

"She was teaching him CQC."

Tony laughs…"Didn't that happened to you, too?"

McGee sighs.

Tony laughs…"Don't be ashamed, she is a Israeli ninja, after all…and believe me, it's worse when you're naked, but…moving on.."

McGee scratches his head…"Boss?"

"Yeah?"

"What exactly do I do?"

"McLead, McBoss, McManage, McGee."

"Got anymore, Boss?"…McGee laughed.

"McDo it, Probie!"

Tony pulls into the Chuck E. Cheese's parking lot and parks.

"I'll try."

"No! Try not. Do or do not. There is no try!"

"Huh?"

"Slap yourself, McGee."

"Boss?"

"If you don't know Yoda quotes, the galaxy is doomed."

McGee slaps himself in the back of the head…"Sorry, Master."

"Heh. Just remember my young senior field agent, a NCIS agent's strength flows through the power of the slap."…Tony and kids step out of the car and walk their way towards the entrance.

"I'll remember that, Boss."

Tony holds open the door and they go inside…"Believe in yourself, Tim…because we do, you can do this."

"Thanks, Boss."

"Oh, one last thing, McGee."

"What's that, Boss?"

"Don't McFuck it up!"

click

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McGee hangs up the phone.

"What did he say, Tim?"

"Nothing much."

The phone rings again…McGee stands and answers it…"I won't McFuck it up, Tony….oh….uh…sorry…Gibbs."…McGee makes a frightening face.

Ziva laughs…"Sounds like something my lover would say."

McGee puts down the phone…"Boss, we have a body."

There's an eerie silence throughout the squad room.

"Umm, Tim…you're the boss, remember?"

McGee laughs…"Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap!"

"Calm down, Tim."…Ziva moves her hands in a circular motion towards McGee.

"What are you doing, Ziva. Spinning wheels? What?"

"Gear…"

"Oh…Gear up!"

Ziva smiles…"There you go."…Ziva grabs her Sig out of her drawer, her bag and heads towards the elevator…Reid follows right behind her.

McGee walks towards them and they all step onto the elevator.

"So, where are we headed, McGee?"

"Aww, crap."…Ziva pats him on the back as the elevator doors close.

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The team arrived at Chesapeake Beach, Maryland, an NCIS truck has already arrive.

The team walked up the dock to a large fishing boat, a dead body in a sailor's uniform is inside a fishing net, his hands are tied behind his back…Ducky stands by the net, examining it.

"How did Ducky beat us here? He's always late."

"We did have to go back twice."

McGee sighs.

"Don't worry about it, Tim…it's not like he's going anywhere."

McGee walks over to Ducky.

"Hey, Ducky."

"Aww, your first case…are you excited, Timothy?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Good!"

"Ziva?"

"Yes?"…Ziva walks up to McGee.

"Maybe you should be team leader?"

"Why do you say that?"

"Well, aren't you Tony's second in command?"

"Not at all…YOU'RE the senior field agent…not me."

"Only in name."

"If Tony didn't think you were ready, he wouldn't have recommended you to Gibbs, period….end of discussion…now do your job, McGee."

"That's the thing…I…umm, don't know what to ask Ducky."

"Oh, don't look at me…usually whenever I ask something, Ducky or Kim get confused, Tony would smack me on the ass, call me sweet cheeks and take over."…Ziva laughs…"Why not just ask Ducky to help you through it your first time."

"That'll make me look stupid…I've been senior field agent for close to 4 years."

"McGee, no it won't"…Ziva walks up to Ducky…"Ducky, can you run things through for McGee for the first time?"

"Absolutely…come, Timothy."

"I'll go find out what his name is, Tim."

McGee walks over to Ducky…"Do you have gloves on?"

"Yes."

"First step complete…now, it depends on who asking questions, but usually COD and TOD usually come up rather quickly."

"Have you determined those, of yet?"

"Not quite."…Ducky moves to the body… "Nothing for sure until I get the body back for testing, liver probe is no good, the temperature of water compromise that…if I had to give a rough estimate…3-5 days, maybe….as for COD, I don't see any obvious signs, no ligature marks, no bullets, no cuts…his skin does have the blue-gray tint of a drowning victim, but his hands are tied behind his back…so, it's obvious this poor lad was murdered.

"Reid, take photos."

"On it."…Reid starts taking pictures.

"There you go, Timothy…now you're getting hang of it!"

"He's Lieutenant Ronny LeBeau, he was stationed on the USS Cole."…Ziva said as she returned.

"That's the ship that was attacked in Yemen."

Ziva nods

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McGee steps off the elevator and walks into Abby's lab.

"Here."...He hands her a caf-pow.

"You did it, McGee!"

"What did I do?"

"You brought me a caf-pow! Yay!"

McGee giggles.

"Was that a giggle?"

"Um, a...manly giggle, Abby."

"A giggle is a giggle, Timmy!"...She laughed.

McGee puts his head down..."You seem nervous...were you this nervous?"

"Nervous? About what?"

"Your first time?"

"Just a routine case, Abby."

"The first time you had sex McGee."

"Oh God yes, she was...hey, wait."

"Heh. Come on, hug time."

Abby hugs McGee..."Feel better?"...Abby smiled

"Thanks...I needed that."

Abby nods..."Now, to your case...I don't have squat, zilch, nada, zero..."

"Then did you call me?"

"I was just worried about you."...She moves in to hug him again, but instead slaps him on the back of the head..."Now back to work for you, agent in charge Timothy McGee."...She takes a step back and salutes him and smiles.

McGee starts to leave..."Oh, McGee...Ducky wants to see you."

McGee nods and leaves via the elevator.

Abby picks up her phone and dials...

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Tony erupts out of the balls in the ball pit..."HAHAHAHAHA!"

T and LJ jump on him.

Sarah laughs as she sits on the edge watching T and LJ wrestle with Tony in the ball pit.

Tony's cell rings and he drops to his knees as a ball hits him on the top of the head..."Ok, who was that?"

T immediately points at LJ, LJ points at T. Sarah laughs and points to herself.

"Heh. Just like your mother...honest to a fault."

Tony takes out his cell and answers it.

"DiNozzo."

"I can hardly hear you Tony, you sound all muffled."

"I'm up to my neck in balls, Abs."

"How homoerotic of you, Tony."...She chuckled.

"Heh."...Tony stands..."Bad choice of words, Abbycakes."

"Sir, only children are allowed in the ball pit."...Tony raises his hand at the man and mouths the words..."One second."

"Who was that, Tony?"

Tony makes his way to the entrance, gesturing Sarah to come to him..."They're throwing me out of the ball pit, Abs."

"Aww, those meanies."

"Heh."...Tony and Sarah exit the ball pit..."What's up, Abs?"

"Just checking in."

"How is McGee doing?"

"Ok, I guess."

"What's wrong, Abs?"

"He just has no confidence whatsoever."

"He'll be fine, he was trained by the best."

"Heh. Yeah, you."

"No...Gibbs."

"You don't give yourself enough credit, Tony."

"Yeah, well...how's my little Katie doing?"

"She's amazing, she's sleeping like an angel."

Tony kisses his phone..."Give her that kiss for me?"

Abby smiles..."Of course, but..."

Tony kisses the phone again..."I didn't forget you, Abs."

Abby laughs.

"May the forensics be with you, Abby...always."

click

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Ziva walked into Abby's lab.

"Have you seen McGee?"

"Just missed him, he went to see Ducky."

"Thanks."...she turns to leave.

Abby laughs..."What is it Abby?"

"That husband of yours."

Ziva sighs and turns back around..."What did he do now?"

"He was thrown out of the ball pit at Chuck E. Cheeses."

"Again!?"

Abby continues to laugh.

Ziva shakes her head and leaves.

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McGee stands next to the body of Ronny LaBeau, he's laid out on Ducky's autopsy table, his chest is opened.

"What you got for me, Ducky?"

"He had fresh water in his lungs, Timothy."

"Like tap water, Ducky?"

"Indeed, this sample has no salt whatsoever in it...he was dead before being dumped into the ocean."

He places a vial of water into a bag.."Kim, if you would, take this sample up to Abby for more testing."

"Yes, doctor."...Kim takes the bag from Ducky.

"Anything else, Ducky?"

"His last meal was unique, venison."

"Deer?"

"Precisely, he also had corn and potatoes."

"Um, how long was it...umm, that he was killed, after he ate...can you tell?"...McGee sighs.

Ducky pats McGee on the shoulder..."Take your time, my boy...he died within an hour of his last meal."

McGee scratches his head..."What about the hands...what was used to tie them up?"

"Fishing line...80 pound test line, actually."

McGee thinks..."I need to look for a boat that charters for shark fishing."...McGee leaves.

"That's the way, Timothy!"

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"Jericho, how are you my friend?"...Tony extended his hand and Jericho shook it.

"Fine and you?"

"Can't complain."

"Meeting at Chuck E. Cheese's...interesting."

"Heh. Low profile."

"Indeed."

"So, what can you tell me about the chip?"

"It's from the next-gen prototype missile launcher, codename: Plasmabolt."

"What exactly is Plasmabolt."

"Where did you get this chip?"

"Heh. If I told ya, I'd have to kill ya."

Jericho laughs..."This chip alone would fetch 25+ million on the black market."

Tony's jaw drops..."You're kidding, right?"

Jericho stands..."No."...he hands the chip back to Tony..."If I were you, I'd just destroy it and be done with it, it's too dangerous to have."

Tony nods..."Thanks, Jericho."

"Good luck, Tony."...They shake hands again and Jericho leaves.

Sarah runs up to Tony..."Who was that man, daddy?"

"Just a friend of daddy's...ready to go see grandpa?"

She smiles..."Yeah!"

"Ok."

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McGee presses the elevator button and waits for it to arrive...the doors open and Ziva attempts to step out.

"There you are, McGee...I talked to LeBeau's CO, model sailor, he worked on weapon's systems...they ran full system test, nothing was missing or out of the ordinary."

McGee nods and steps onto the elevator..."Ducky said he was drowned before being put into ocean."

"Where are we headed?"

"I want you to run down all the charters who do shark fishing within 100 miles of where LeBeau was found, try it's homeport, too...it's Norfolk, Virginia."

"Ok."

The doors open..."Reid, how's venison sound?"

"Gross."

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Tony and the kids step into room 1217.

"You brought them!"

Tony nods..."I promised, Suzy."

"Why is he hooked up to all those machines?"

Suzy kneels in front of the kids..."They're helping him get better."

Tony walks over to the bed..."Hey, dad."

"Anthony...it's good to see you."

"It's good to hear you, the last time I was here, you couldn't speak."

Sarah laughs..."You brought them."...Tony's dad smiles.

Tony turns and picks up Sarah..."Awww, she's the spittin' image of Ziva."...He reaches out his hand and caresses her face.

"You're cold, grandpa."

"I'm sorry, angel."...He pulls his hand away.

"It's ok."...she smiles.

"Can I have your pudding grandpa?"

"LJ, what are you doing? Get out of those bags, those aren't yours."

Tony's dad sits up..."Of course you can...Suzy, get the muffins Ziva made us."

"Ziva made you muffins?"

Tony's dad nods..."Indeed. Delicious, too...Suzy won't let me have more than 1 a day, though."

"I don't want you to get fat."

"DiNozzo's don't get fat!"...Tony and his father together.

"Heh."

Suzy shakes her head.

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In the squad room...

"Huh, that's weird."...Ziva remarked looking at her monitor.

"Did you find something, Ziva?"

"I dunno, this name sounds familiar, though."

"What name?"

"Blackadder."

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"Blackadder?"...McGee shakes his head..."No idea."

"I killed her."

"What?"...McGee stood looking at Reid.

"I shot her."

"That's right, she was working with that redheaded kalba...I remember her now."

McGee looked at Ziva..."You have the number?"

"Nope, it's been disconnected...but I got the name of the boat, it's Vivian."

"Vivian Blackadder."

"Gibbs?"

Gibbs stood on the balcony..."She was Tony's partner before Kate."...He takes a drink of his coffee..."Why is her name coming up again, McGee?"

"One of the charter boats for shark fishing is registered under the name, Blackadder."

"Joe Blackadder?"

Ziva looks on her screen..."That's right, Gibbs."

"It's her father."

"Tim, I just got a hit from a search of Blackadder and Cole...Vivian's brother died on the Cole when it was attacked in October of 2000."

"Sounds like a stressor to me."

McGee looks at Reid..."What?"

"The stress of his daughter's death might have pushed him over the limit. Certain events, usually death, near death, rape or anything that remotely violent has specific event on a person's mind. Maybe her death and added stressor of the Cole being back in American waters. If he knew about it, it probably would've brought on nightmares about his son's death, making him revisit them, which finally pushed him past the point of no return."

"What's the connection, though?"

"Wait, Tony told me about a computer chip that Ducky found in her stomach."

"Computer chip?"...McGee pauses..."Did you know about that, Gibbs?"

Gibbs nods..."Of course."

McGee sighs..."What a horrible time for Tony to be off for a week."

"You aren't gonna start that shit again, are ya?"

"Ziva...I'm just not cut out for team leader...look at what happened to me in interrogation, I could've been killed...you could've been killed, raped, or both."

"Was I?"

"No, but that's only because Tony went Rambo on his ass."

"Well, you better get used to it...Tony is thinking about retiring soon."

"What!? No, he can't."

"Tim..."

"Why?"

"He's not in the best of health, Tim...that's all I'll say."

McGee sits and lowers his head..."I'm not ready."

"Then you never will be, Tim...whatever you decide, you need to choose now."...Ziva stands up and points at him..."You either lead, follow or you get the hell out of the way!"

"Ziva..."

Ziva sighs..."It's a sad day when someone has more confidence in you than you have in yourself."...Ziva walks away.

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McGee continued to sit with his head down...he sighs.

Ziva walked back into the room holding a cell phone..."Someone wants to talk to you."

"Tony, I'm just not..."

"Hey, dad."

"Timmy, is there something wrong?"

"No, just wanted to talk to my dad."

McGee smiles..."It's good to hear your voice."

"When are you coming home?"

"After work, buddy...I have a job to do."...McGee pauses..."I have a job to do."

"Dad, are you ok?"

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Can we have pizza tonight?"

"Ask your mother."

"That's a no."

McGee laughs..."I'll talk to her about it, ok?"

"Ok, dad."

"I gotta go, bud."

"I love you, dad."

"I love you, too, buddy."

click

McGee stands..."Here."...Ziva takes three steps and takes her phone..."Thanks, Ziva."

Ziva nods.

McGee breathes in deeply...then slaps himself on the back of the head.

"Probie up, Probie!"

"Boss?"

Ziva laughs...She holds up Tony's old voice recorder.

"I thought that was broke."

"Campfire!"

Ziva laughs..."He must've fixed it."

McGee smirks..."I won't fail you, Tony."

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The security guard pointed to the large white boat with light green lettering…"That's the Vivian."

McGee nodding and walked towards it, Ziva and Reid followed close behind.

"NCIS! Is anyone on the boat!?"

"It's about damn time you got here!"…a voice rung out from inside.

"Sir?"

"Come on it!"

McGee stepped onto the boat…"Reid, stay on the dock."

"Got it."…Ziva hopped onto the boat, she draws her weapon.

McGee walks towards the door…"Sir, I'm opening the door."

"Go ahead, it's unlocked."

McGee turned the handle and flung open the door.

A woman lied on the floor riving in pain.

McGee knelt…"Miss, are you ok?"

"Petty Officer Simpson can't talk, she's missing her tongue."

"Sir?"

A man appeared, covered in explosives, numerous blocks of C-4 and wiring.

"Holy shit."…McGee stood and took a few steps back…Ziva raised her gun at his head.

"Uh uh."…he shook his finger….then lifted his other hand… "I've sure you've seen this before, Mrs. DiNozzo."

"Back up, McGee…it's a suicide switch!"…Ziva lowers her gun slightly, then moves it back..."How did you know my name?"

He laughed…"I'm not an amateur, Mrs. DiNozzo."…he pauses…"I was expecting your husband, though…but oh well, you can't be picky these days."

McGee looked up at the man…"What do you want, Mr. Blackadder?"

"My children back, of course."

"Sir, that's impossible."

"Give me the one who killed my precious angel then."

"No."

"Then we all die."

Ziva stepped forward…"Tony isn't here."

"Ah, but he didn't kill her now, did he?"

"Yes, he did."

"Don't fucking lie to me….his name is Spencer Reid, he used to be with the FBI., in the BAU!"

"Are you CIA?"

He laughs…"Me, one of those pussies?"…He laughs…"Come now, girl…The next thing you'll be asking if I'm in that piece of shit Mossad."…He laughs once again.

He looks at Ziva…"You're getting wet just thinking about shooting me, aren't you?"…He grins devilishly.

He turns his back on them…"Take the girl, she has nothing to do with this."

McGee picks her up and takes her outside…Ziva starts to follow him out…"Ah, don't move, Mrs. DiNozzo…I'm not through with you yet."

Ziva stops in her tracks… "How about you take off those bombs and we settle this…hand-to-hand."…Ziva puts away her gun.

"Interesting idea, but no."…He walks towards her…"How's Sienna?"

"W…What?"

"Should I say it in Hebrew?"

"Who in the hell are you!?"

"Is she still dead? Could you not save her? How did that make you feel?"

"S-shut up…shut your fucking mouth!"

"Temper, temper now, Mrs. DiNozzo."

"It was just one lousy car bomb and you couldn't stop it?"

"Why are you doing this?"

He smiles…"Aww, but you have a new daughter now, what's her name again…Sarah, isn't it? Your little princess. No worries at all in her pretty little head."

Ziva just stares at him…her muscles start to bulge, popping the veins out in her neck.

"Mrs. DiNozzo, I would never hurt a child…unless."

"Ziva!"…McGee yelled.

Ziva turns her head…the man grabbed her around her throat…"So, what's it gonna be? Reid? Or you and me?"

Ziva knees him in the groin…"MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"…He tosses her towards the door.

Ziva quickly throws her knife, it sticks into one of the blocks of C-4 as she moves out the door.

"Awww, too bad…you can't escape the inevitable, Mrs. DiNozzo."…a few seconds pass and the boat explodes, from the bow backwards, in waves…the explosion launches Ziva into the air and into the water.

"ZZZZIVAAAA!"

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McGee quickly dives into the water, he disappears under the murkiness only to reappear seconds later, he spits water, then heads back under…he again pops out of the water…"Where the hell are you Ziva!?"…He takes a huge breath and dives once again, bubbles starts to rise to the surface as pieces of the boat start to float calmly over the top of the water. McGee pops out of the water, knocking a piece of boat into the air…He slowly moves towards the dock, he grabs a hold of it…he hits his head against it numerous times then starts to pull himself up.

Ziva lies on her back on the dock…"Ziva!"…McGee moves to her quickly, her head is bleeding, he moves her head and leans down with his ear to her mouth, he tilts her head back and opens her mouth…he starts to move down when she grabs him around the throat.

"Tim…kiss me and die."

"Ziva, you're alive!"

Ziva lets go of his neck…she sits up…she moves her hand to her head…"Ow."…She brings her hand down and looks at her bloody hand…"Lets not do that again."

McGee stood and helped her up…"I can't believe you're not seriously hurt."

"I jumped right before it exploded."

"Oh thank god, Tony would've killed me."

Ziva held her hand to her head…"Where's Reid?"

"He was helping the Petty Officer to the helicopter."

"What helicopter?"

"I called in a chopper to take her to the hospital."

"Oh."…Ziva turned towards the boat…Ziva pushed McGee away from the fiery wreckage.

The security guard ran up to them…"Ma'am, are you ok?"

Ziva looked up at the security guard and sighed…"Yes."

"Let's get you to the hospital."

McGee turned towards the security guard…"Call the fire department and the police."

McGee takes out his phone…he opens it and water seeps out of it…"Damn, this was new!"

McGee grabs her elbow…"Come on, Ziva…lets get you patched up."

She bends over…"I lost my hat."…She runs her fingers through her damp hair, pulling the scrunchie out of it and starts wringing it out…she sighs…"I just had my hair done yesterday."

"Fire and rescue on the way, Sir."

McGee nods.

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Ziva sits in the back of ambulance, a paramedic shines a light in her eyes…"I don't think you have a concussion and you shouldn't need stitches."

"I'm fine."

"Let me at least put a bandage on that."…He pulls butterfly bandage from his kit and places it on her head…"There you go."

Ziva steps out of the ambulance.

A man walks up to McGee…"We didn't find a body."

"What?"…Ziva moved quickly over to join the conversation…"What do you mean you didn't find a body!?"

"We went through the wreckage and there is no sign of a body."

"He probably sank, Ziva."

"No, he would've been in pieces…you would've found something!"

"Sorry, but we didn't."

"He's alive."

"Impossible."

Ziva starts walking away…"Where are you going?"

"Where's something wrong here, McGee."…Ziva moves back to the ambulance…"Can you talk to the airlift?"

"Yes, why?"

"I need to talk to an agent that's on it."

The paramedic picks up the radio…"This is AM3, calling for airlift, do you copy?"…."I say again, this is AM3, calling for airlift, do you copy?"

"This is airlift, AM3, what can I do for you? Over."

"I have a federal agent down here looking for her agent on your helicopter"

Static comes out of the radio.

"Airlift, please respond."

More static…"I think we lost them."

Ziva nods…"I believe so."

"Hmm, that's odd…every light just came on."

He flips a switch…"What does that mean?"

"Well, each light usually means help…so."

"That's bad, yes?"

"Come on, Ziva….just talked to Gibbs, he wants us back at NCIS."

Ziva and McGee leave.

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Ziva and McGee step off the elevator into the squad room.

"You ok, Ziva?"...Gibbs asked from the balcony.

"Yeah, I'm fine."

"Have you heard from Reid, Gibbs?"

"Nope."

As soon as Ziva sits down...Cynthia rushes out to the railing..."Turn on TV, guys!"

Gibbs turns to her..."What's wrong?"

"What channel?"

"Any channel!"

McGee turns on the TV..."Breaking news from ZNN news, The National Naval Medical Center, AKA Bethesda Naval Hospital was rocked by a large explosion. ZNN has exclusive helicopter footage."...A helicopter flies over...2-3 floors in the middle of the building are all on fire, the windows busted out.

Ziva stands and moves quickly to the elevator, she clicks the button numerous times, then runs through the stairwell door.

"Ziva, what is it?"

"Wasn't Tony gonna visit his dad at the hospital today?"

"Yeah and he was taking the kids...but that was to University hospital, wasn't it!?"

McGee quickly moves to Tony's desk and looks through his papers...he looks at Tony's calendar…"Oh god, Tony had his dad transferred to Bethesda, Gibbs."

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Ziva slammed on her breaks and stares in disbelieve at the carnage. The explosion had brought on rubber neckers and hundreds of cars.

Ziva kicked open her door and raced towards the towering inferno.

Ziva ran up to a marine arguing with a reporter..."Ma'am, you can't go this way."

"Let me through!"

He looked at Ziva..."Ma'am!?"

"I'm a NCIS special agent, get the hell out of my way."...She throws up her badge angrily.

"Sorry, Ma'am."...He lifts the gate

Ziva hastily puts away her badge and runs along the line of cars. A dark gray smoke covered most of the parking lot.

Thousand of people lied while paramedics and hospital workers helped them.

Ziva runs to the emergency entrance and jumps out of way as they bring a child out on a stretcher..."He's not breathing doctor."

Ziva steps towards them and follows them as they move quickly away from the building..."Who is it!?"...Ziva moves to the boy...she stops and lets out a sigh of relief...it's not T or LJ.

Ziva runs back to the entrance, a fireman grabs her as she steps inside..."You can not go in there!"

Ziva struggles to get loose..."Let go of me! I have to get in there."

He starts pulling her away from the building..."Miss, you can't go in there!"...Ziva knees him in the groin and pushes him away and runs back towards the door, two firemen grab her arms and pull her back.

"My family is in there! Let me go damn it!"

Ziva goes limp...she starts to cry...the firemen lighten their grip and Ziva breaks away. She rushes towards the door.

"Mommy?"

Ziva suddenly stops and looks to her right... T and LJ stand there, soaked and covered in soot.

Ziva opens her arms and runs to them, dropping to her knees..."My babies!"...She starts kissing them repeatedly..."Don't scare mommy like that!"

She hugs them and holds them tightly…she franticly starts looking around.

LJ holds onto something shiny very tightly…"What is that, baby?"...Ziva reaches for it, it's Tony's watch, it has blood on it.

LJ starts to cry…"They're dead, mommy."